[ Attraction bubbles to the surface, Venti losing himself in some dishonorable way – wanting to even their playing field more than someone who did value order. He pays special attention to how his body reacts, gripping tighter to stop the dull twitches that won't stop.
He shows his body off without shame, without daring to tell Morax to join or beg for him to show himself off again too. Venti's dramatic and this is his way of dealing with his feelings. ]
Don't you dare, you old stone –
[ He's whimpering by the time his friend joins him, the bed trembling around him and Venti's vision unable to pull away. He tries – but his chin was snatched back up.
Cyan and amber meet and words fail. Venti's hand didn't stop. It's slower, more precise. Venti pulls away only to tighten their distance, for his breath to warm against Zhongli's lips. He doesn't kiss, doesn't do much of anything than whisper: ]
To ensure we're even.
[ So keep watching him, he wants to beg – fueled on feelings and alcohol in a way that makes him act stupid. ]
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He shows his body off without shame, without daring to tell Morax to join or beg for him to show himself off again too. Venti's dramatic and this is his way of dealing with his feelings. ]
Don't you dare, you old stone –
[ He's whimpering by the time his friend joins him, the bed trembling around him and Venti's vision unable to pull away. He tries – but his chin was snatched back up.
Cyan and amber meet and words fail. Venti's hand didn't stop. It's slower, more precise. Venti pulls away only to tighten their distance, for his breath to warm against Zhongli's lips. He doesn't kiss, doesn't do much of anything than whisper: ]
To ensure we're even.
[ So keep watching him, he wants to beg – fueled on feelings and alcohol in a way that makes him act stupid. ]
So you can commit something to memory too...